Friday, October 16, 2026

My Senior Moment -Junk Journaling on A Coast to Coast Roadtrip from California to New York -- Part 1


 


The front of my "junk journal"
visited 19 states
traveled almost 9000 miles
28 days with 1 day bonus drive


Part 1 - California to Arkansas

First Day - Monterey to Lake Tahoe Sept 13, 2026

It has been a while since I last wrote here. I kept this space going as Phil walked through his journey with brain cancer—it became a vital outlet to release the angst I carried. Even through those heavy days, travel remained a tether for me, taking me to visit my sister in Denver, my friend Chris in Virginia, and my daughter in Little Rock.
Right before Phil was diagnosed, we had planned to start traveling in our van. We downsized our life and mapped out our first real road trips, only to have everything abruptly halted by cancer.
Recently, my daughter invited me to a retreat in New York to see Elizabeth Gilbert, the author of Eat, Pray, Love. Along with the invitation, Nicole sent me everything I would need to keep a "junk journal" on the road. As we talked through the plans, a quiet realization washed over me: this was my moment to take the road trip Phil and I never got to experience.
I rented a car—which turned out to be a tiny, 3-cylinder Mitsubishi Mirage. To be honest, when I first saw and heard it, I felt a wave of apprehension. I quickly realized I would need to downsize my packing even further, especially since I was heading to Little Rock to pick up Nicole and her luggage, too.
With a departure date set for September 13, 2026, I scrambled to repack and get ready. I woke up early that morning, took a short walk (I now log 14,000 to 18,000 steps a day to manage my blood pressure, with every intention of keeping it up on the road), and said goodbye to my daughter Noelle, who lives with me.
Nervous, a little jittery, and deeply excited all at once, I christened our compact ride "Mini Bitchy" and pulled out of the driveway.
My first major destination was Lake Tahoe. I had originally planned to drive up the coast along the familiar, beloved route Phil and I always took—the one that crosses the Golden Gate Bridge. In Santa Cruz, however, I hit my first roadblock: an Ironman triathlon had Highway 1 completely closed. I had to pivot, reroute, and navigate a maze of traffic straight through San Francisco.

By the time I rolled into Lake Tahoe, I checked into a spot that holds so many memories for Phil and me: Harrah’s. My room was fabulous, and I immediately leaned into some well-earned pampering—a face mask, a long soak in the tub, and an early lights-out. Between stopping for gas and wandering around the hotel, I still managed to hit 12,782 steps. It was a good reminder that keeping up my walking routine on a road trip is going to take a little extra intentionality, and I am ready for the challenge.
My first junk journal entry: 
Steps Sept 13: 12,782  4.48 miles

Day 2, Sept 14, 2026  Lake Tahoe

I woke up after a fantastic night’s sleep in Lake Tahoe, practically jumping out of bed to grab my camera for a long, beautiful morning walk. For breakfast, I fueled up with a classic, hearty meal at Heidi's, which hit the absolute spot.
The rest of the day was pure road-trip freedom. I spent a few hours just driving around, soaking in the views, and tracking down a local laundromat to prep for the miles ahead. The one thing that caught me off guard? The traffic! I couldn’t believe how bustling the town was.
For dinner, I kept things close to home and had a wonderful salmon meal at The Brew Brothers right inside the hotel. Looking back, Harrah’s actually ended up being one of my absolute favorite rooms of the whole trip. Lake Tahoe definitely didn't let me down—and to top it all off, I think I’m officially falling in love with the "mini bitchy"! πŸš—πŸ“ΈπŸŒ²
A great walking day, I got 26,948 steps.  NICE!  9.59 miles





 Day 3, Sept 15, 2026  Tahoe to Park City Utah

The day started early with a morning walk and the dreaded task of loading up the car. I tried to consolidate my luggage and make it easier to haul in and out, but I can already see that I've brought way more than I'm actually going to use! Knowing I had a big driving day ahead, I packed a container of yogurt with the romantic intention of pulling over somewhere scenic to enjoy a quiet breakfast overlooking the lake.

Well, that plan didn't quite survive. Lake Tahoe traffic was caught in a gridlock of horrific construction all the way out of the mountains. Once I finally cleared the peaks, I hit a long stretch of highway where civilization is few and far between. Finding a bathroom became my number one priority—I had already mapped out potential gas stops, rest areas, and walking spots, but the miles were long. Desperate to eat something, I tried to quickly slam down my yogurt at a gas station along the way. Of course, it spilled, leading to a small, sticky disaster in the car. Ha! But at least I got a few bites down.

Food proved to be a bit of a moving target all day. I ended up relying on crackers, cheese, and water packed away in my little ice chest. The dry air kept inducing a relentless thirst, which only made my quest for restrooms all the more urgent—definitely the running theme of the day!

On the other hand, driving on Highway 50—"The Loneliest Highway in America"—was completely awe-inspiring. I absolutely relished every single moment of the profound quiet and striking desert beauty.

By the time I finally rolled into Park City at 9:30 PM, I had weathered a whole lot of intimidating truck traffic in the "Mini Bitchy." Finding the right hotel entrance in the dark when I was already exhausted tested my last reserves of patience, but I still managed to squeeze in a few extra steps hauling my bags inside.

Dinner was a desperate traveler's dream: I spotted someone buying ice cream at the front desk, and immediately decided a half-container of vanilla ice cream was the only appropriate meal to cap off the day. (Honestly, it made me feel a million times better.) I took a quick stretch walk around the hotel before finally hitting the pillow.

Steps for 9/15: 9,191  3.18 miles




 A quick note on gas prices: they didn't vary wildly from state to state, hovering mostly around $4.60 a gallon (though they dipped just a bit lower as I reached the middle of the country). Prices fluctuated up and down, but it hardly mattered—that glorious little car got the best gas mileage ever!

As a junk journal beginner, I knew consistency would be a challenge. I was usually beat by the time evening rolled around, but I stubbornly stuck with it, capturing the day's memories right before bed.


Day 4 and 5, Sept, 16 and 17, 2026- Park City Utah to Denver, Colorado  

I got up early in the morning and took a walk near my hotel. I stayed at the Best Western Plus Landmark Inn—it was a very nice stay with a comfy room and a great staff. The first thing I noticed was how beautiful the surrounding countryside was. I walked up to the Utah Olympic Park, originally constructed for the 2002 Winter Olympics to host bobsled, skeleton, luge, ski jumping, and Nordic combined events.

Afterward, I drove down and parked near Park City Main Street. I wandered around, soaked in the whimsical feel of the local art, and took pictures. For breakfast, I had a quiche at Java Cow Coffee and Ice Cream, eating right next to a giant cow statue! I also stopped by a very cool spot, Dolly's Bookstore, where I picked up a couple of books for my great-niece and nephew. I’d be seeing them in a couple of days when I picked up my daughter in Little Rock to head to New York with me.







Next up, I headed toward Denver to stay with my sister and her family for a couple of days—I was so excited. Driving across Highway 80, though? Total pain in the pattoot. I've never seen such heavy truck traffic; it made me nervous, it was getting dark, and I just wanted off the freeway. As I crossed into Colorado, I was treated to the most beautiful pink sunset, but I couldn't find a safe place to stop because I had already cut over to the country roads to reach my sister's place.

Google Maps and I had a small mishap right as I arrived, somehow getting twisted up in the neighborhood right next to hers. She had to come rescue me, and boy, was I happy to finally reach their house! Later, my nephew Zach and I took a walk around the neighborhood and caught up on each other's lives.

The guest room was wonderfully comfortable, complete with my own bath and family right around me. I was greeted by Klaus, their dog, who I seem to be slowly growing on. A true 5-star evening!


Sept 16 Steps - 11,953  4.71 miles

The morning of the 17th, I took a lovely walk near her home with my sister, Patti, and Klaus (her German Shepherd). She cooked me a delicious over-easy egg and warm toast. This stop completely regenerated me, filled my tank with family love, and got me rested up again.  

Later, Patti and I took a great drive up the mountain, stopping at Natural Grocers to grab some of my favorite Noosa (or Noor) yogurt—YUM! There was also a very cool walk in Lyons, Colorado. We went to lunch with both of my nephews, Zach and Shea, at Pepper's Fireside Restaurant and enjoyed some delicious fish tacos. Shea even gave me the cutest little glass animals to add to my fairy portals (which are available on my Etsy shop!).





That evening, Patti, her husband Ron, Zach, and I took a walk at the Gulch in Longmont, one of our favorite spots. What a pretty sunset!


The visit with my sister helped revive me; she took such good care of me.

Sept 17 Steps - 19,608 — My sister and family definitely helped get my steps in!  5.72 miles


Day 6, Sept 18, 2026 - Denver, Colorado to Wichita, Kansas

I started the morning with one last neighborhood walk with Patti and Klaus. After a wonderful breakfast made by my sister, it was time to pack up "Mini Bitchy" and hit the road. Saying goodbye is always the hardest part, and it took me a couple of hours just to get my head back in the right space.


Let me tell you: it was a long, blistering, hot-dang kind of day. Stopping for gas felt like stepping into an oven! Food was another road-trip challenge; I survived on cheese and crackers, plus the grand finale of those scrumptious cocoa-covered cashews I picked up at The Nut House in Carmel. Total lifesaver.

By evening, I rolled into the Everhome Suites Wichita Northeast, which I found completely adequate. As I checked in, I noticed almost everyone else in the lobby was part of a local road crew. I seemed to be one of the only women staying there, but the guys were all exceptionally kind and polite.

Dinner was a cozy, no-fuss bowl of butternut squash heated right in my room. My only real complaint? Even though the room was nice and spacious, the pillows definitely left something to be desired in the freshness department!

Sept 18 Steps:  12,166  3.95 miles


Day 7, Sept. 19, 2026 - Wichita, KS to Little Rock, AR

I jumped up and got packed as soon as the first light broke. It was sunny and hot early in the day, but I managed a lovely morning walk in a business park behind the hotel, where I happily stumbled onto a quiet path winding by a golf course. It was a pleasant stroll, but my mind—and my excitement—was already miles ahead, focused entirely on reaching my daughter’s house in Little Rock and starting the next chapter of this journey together.




By the time I needed to escape the mounting heat and rack up some more steps, I decided to lean into my favorite road-trip trick: walking an indoor store. Google Maps and I had a funny disagreement when the spot marked "Hobby Lobby" turned out to be a large home store instead (perhaps a recent change?). But serendipity stepped in: a Village Inn was sitting right there, so I pivoted, treated myself to a great breakfast, and officially kicked off the day right.

Cruising through Kansas on a smaller highway at 60 mph, I passed an Amish woman walking along the side of the road on what I figured was a hot afternoon errand. I couldn't help but wonder how she was handling the intense heat with the heavy "swoosh" of cars flying past her. And then... drama unfolded. A buggy suddenly cut across the highway—a traditional dress, a horse briefly rearing up, and the woman driver handling that wagon with absolute, master-level grace. Amazing stuff to witness!

Soon, I was rolling into familiar territory—places layered with memories and that comforting, grounding feeling of home. I stopped in Joplin at a casino Phil and I used to frequent, this time just to use the restroom, but on a whim, I dropped $20 into the Yeti machine. Sure enough, it handed me $80 right back before I got back on my way. A very good day indeed! Later, while driving through Missouri, I spotted a nice stretch by the river, pulled over, and got in a hot but beautiful walk.

Before you knew it, I had crossed into Arkansas and pulled up to Nicole’s house. Unloading the car was an eye-opener: holy moly, a whole lot of stuff is staying right here. I officially overpacked and realized I need to rethink my strategy. I had packed for crisp autumn weather, completely underestimating how fierce this summer heatwave would be!

To my absolute delight, James joined Nicole and me for dinner at one of our shared favorites—a spot I visit almost every time I'm in town, El Sur in Little Rock. Dinner was delicious as always, filled with wonderful company and warm conversation.

The evening mugginess outside made a traditional walk feel entirely impossible, so Target and the dollar store promptly stepped in as our air-conditioned exercise tracks. Finally, it was off to bed, filled with anticipa................tion.

We are on our way to New York tomorrow! Holy Moly!!!!

While this junk journal started as a personal memory keeper, I’m sharing it simply because making it has been too much fun! From here on out, Nicole and I will be staying up each night to work on our journals—right up until we officially pass out from sheer exhaustion after our wonderful, busy days.

Steps 9/19 - 11,574  3.99 miles


Stay tuned for Part 2, coming very soon! 




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